Get through this, he says. Together, he says. The sentiment unleashed a cascade of emotion that blended together as a flash of sheer fury. At Rogers, at himself, at everything. Tony hid it behind a little chuckle.

"Yeah. It's you." He flipped the device closed. "Before asking any questions, you're here worrying about others. God." Steve's concern felt like the worst kind of insult. It wasn't the fault of the man before him, yet it was.

'Neither of you asked for this.' The annoying voice reminded him. He exhaled the tension building up.

"I'm making a promise to you right now, Rogers. I'm going to be one-hundred percent honest. Just the facts. You want a heart to heart, there's plenty of time for that later." Tony tossed his hands up. "We're not going anywhere."